Travelling from Moina to Stanley with a little bit of Arthur River
September 25, 2013
Really gusty, mixed blue skies and heavy rain squalls. 7 to 13 degrees
Feeling like we’re near the end ... or is that the edge?.
Driving through more of that breathtaking North Tassie countryside. Around Wilmot people are creative with their letterboxes.
Along the North Coast to Stanley. Had to stop at the roadside tulip fields at Table Cape near Wynyard.
I am really interested, at some stage, doing the guitar making workshop run by Chris Wynne at Thomas Lloyd Guitars. They are held in Victoria, Tassie and Italy. As it happens the Tasmanian workshop was happening during our stay and I had pre-arranged to call in and have a look at the process. The Tassie workshop is held at historic Highfields House overlooking the Nut at Stanley.
After finding some great accommodation in the main street we took off from the North Coast to the West Coast. My internal compass is not settled.
Lots of rolling green Tassie hills.
Looking north near Marrawah.
You look'n’ at me?
Then, about 9k from the West Coast, it all becomes coastal heath and scrub. Such a stark change.
Driving to the ‘Edge of the world’ at Arthurs River.
I have never seen such a wild surf scene. As far as you can see, breaking waves. It’s overwhelming. The sound is deafening. Story here is that the air comes straight up from the Antarctic passing over no other continent. As fresh as can be.
Really amazing to see all these massive tree trunks being washed up and crunched on the rocks.
They get piled high on the rocks and beaches. Apparently they are washed out of the North Western river systems – Tarkine Forests.
Back to Stanley to our great granny flat with the ‘Nut’ as a backdrop. The Cow'N'Calf. Our last night in Tassie.
Joseph Lyons historic house.
Tomorrow – savouring our last day on the isle.